The moment I walked into the classroom, an uneasy feeling had come over me. This was the first year that the school had offered AP classes, and I knew that this particular course would be challenging, but the teacher had given me comfort. Confidence, that I belonged here. The confidence, even if the AP Calculus class was not what I particularly wanted to take for my senior year curriculum, had never felt more reliable. Throughout the year, there was material that my brain couldn’t comprehend and I shut down because of it, truly believing that I wasn’t capable of handling the mathematics. Even to this day, instances occur where I have doubts about the content in the course. I never completely surrendered to the pressure within, and worked hard
